I'm resigning myself to your absence,
And my heart is about to quit.
For it can't be eternally restless,
Waiting for your attention in bits.
Tiny bits of your interest and care,
It was so undeniably bold
It was dreaming of this words affair
Yet it knows that your hands are still cold...
It no longer can feel what it used to,
A heart dies slowly, dropping hopes like its leaves ,
All I do is intentionally beshrew,
With my stupid and desperate beliefs.
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Author:
Gregoria (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 1st, 2024 05:46
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Great rhyme and flow
And I learned a new word beshrew
Sad yet captivating
💜💜💜
A moving piece, can see how the heart has become disengaged…
The heart is being holding on, yet it's so excruciating to pronounce these words and lose hopes 💜💜💜 💔...
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